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Icon sizes: 256x256, 48x48, 32x32, 24x24, 16x16, 512x512 File formats: ICO, GIF, PNG, BMP ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Tags: w850 icon, true love icon, to make a heart icon on, dead like me icons, countries flags iconsHe would risk to kiss her if his feet have not given away? Or it Would mean to go too far? Its breath was became frequent, and it, asAlways, has confused him. It has banished a dream and has again thought of Gledis... It never Did not think that again will see it... Once will concern it... He could not tell, As has passed from thought to a dream... He again embraced her, as then... But a blouse was not - a skin warm, and The soft... Its hand was slowly lowered on its shovel and below the hidden Edges... Over it there was a complete aura of a reality. All its feelings participated. It Smelt a smell of its hair, lips felt weak smack of salt of its skin... And Somehow lips did not stay at-sight, they were lowered more low... He felt a mattress under itself(himself) and a gloom over itself(himself)... But it still Was in its embraces, and its body was nude. He was afraid to wake up. Now all will disappear. - Sh-sh-sh, Ilija. - She has gently put fingers on his lips. - do not speak Anything. It could equally well ask to stop a blood stream. - What do you do? - Unless you do not know? I in bed with you. - What for? - Because I so want. - it has undertaken a collar of its nightgown and The fastener has broken up. - do not move, Ilija. You have got tired, and I do not want, that you Got tired it is even more. Bailey felt a hot wave inside and has decided not to protect Gledis from It. - I not from it have got tired, Gledis. - No! - she has sharply told. - lie! I want, that you had a rest. Her lips have nestled on his lips, as though forcing it to lie easy. It has obeyed, for a moment having thought that follows orders that it really Tired, and let do with it is better, than he will do. And with shame Has thought that it as though reduces its fault (I here at anything, it Has forced). About, a devil, what cowardice! What intolerable humiliation! But these thoughts too have left. The gentle music, temperature Whence has undertaken in ![]()
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